"pissin our pants yet?"
lily legs began to slightly shake, she was scared.
"boy, do I have a feeling we're getting close. yep. its gonna be pee-pee pants city here real soon. now, which one of you pricks is the leader?" negan asked. simon pointed to rick. "this one."
"... hi. you're rick, right? i'm negan. and i do not appreciate you killing my men. also, when i sent my people to kill your people for killing my people, you killed more of my people. not cool. you have no idea how not fuckin cool that shit is. but I think you're gonna be up to speed here shortly. yeah. you are so gonna regret crossing me in a few minutes. yes, you are. you see, rick, whatever you do, no matter what, you don't mess with the new world order. And the new world order is this, and it's really very simple. so, even if you're fuckin stupid, which, you very well may be, you can understand it. you ready? here goes. pay attention. give me your shit... or I will kill you." negan kept rambling on and on. lily sat straight face.
"today was career day. we invested a lot so you would know who i am, and what i can do." lily rolled her eyes 'i told you rick.' she mumbled "you work for me now. you have shit, you give it to me. thats your job. now, i know, that is a mighty big, nasty pill to swallow, but swallow it you most certainly fuckin will. you ruled the roost. you built something. you thought you were safe. i get it. i do. but, the word is out. you are not safe. not even close. In fact, you are fucked, even more fucked if you don't do what I want. and what I want is half your shit. And if that's too much, you can make, find, or steal more, and it'll even out sooner or later. This is your way of life now. the more you fight back, the harder it will be. so, if someone KNOCKS on your door... you let us in. we own that fucking door."
"you try to stop us, and we will knock that fucker down. you understand? what, no answer? you don't really think that you were gonna get through this without being punished, now, did you?" negan asked. no lily did not, she knew.
"i don't want to kill you people. just want to make that clear from the get-go. i want you to work for me. you can't do that if you're dead, now, can you? I'm not growing a garden. but, you killed my people, a whole damn fucking lot of them. more than I am comfortable with! and for that, for that you're gonna pay. so, now... I'm gonna beat the fuck, fucking, fuckity, fuck outta one of you."
he walked over to lily. "what's your name?" he asked. "lilia." she said eyeing him the way rick does. "you ain't scared of me are ya?" negan asked her. "not at all." lily smiled.
"okay lily." negan said nodding at her and grabbing her wrist. "who here is your parent?" he asked, she pointed at daryl. he set her beside daryl.
"wow, you look shitty, i could just kill you right now-" he said to maggie. walking over a smile on his face. glenn screamed no. people grabbed him. "nah, he's good put him back in line, just know if that happens again. your dead. i'll let it happen once, it's an emotional moment. i get it. but don't you even think about doin that again."
"wow, i just can't pick." negan said. "i have a good idea!" lily started to sit up taller trying to make him notice her.
"but first, see this is lucille, she is a damn vampire bat!" he yelled. "now."
"eenie.." rick.
"meenie." maggie.
"miney, moe." daryl
"catch. a tiger, by its toe." carl.
"my mother, told me..." lily.
"to pick." daryl.
"the very." sasha.
"best... one." rosita.
"and you." eugene.
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TRYING, daryl dixon ✔️
Paranormallilia rind, 7 years old is born into a family of honestly, horrible people. when the undead haunts the world she needs to find people who care for her, she finds a man called daryl dixon and many other friends. she is tough, and her goal is to live...
